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DreadLock's eyes widened upon the sight of of a fast approaching white cannonballed alien [i]thing[/i] - she knew she didn't have any time to dodge the creature. "[color=ed1c24]Uh oh,[/color]" she said in a let out meep as she did the only thing she could think of: Dreadlock allocated some of her hair to rush forward and form into a defensive shield. 

This [i]did[/i] block the blow, but the force of the impact sent DreadLock flying backwards, flailing and wailing "[color=ed1c24]whooooaaaah![/color]" The woman was sent crash landing into a pile of garbage that was left out in an alley by a restaurant, all tangled up in her own hair. DreadLock flailed about, trying to escape from her hair-prison. "[color=ed1c24]God... Damn it![/color]" She slowly retracted her hair, struggling due to the sheer amount of tangles.

The walking chalkpiece had landed on the building where DreadLock had previously been fluttering above, slowly waddling toward the building's edge where DreadLock had fallen from. Dreadlock would look up to see the alien's head pop out from over the edge of the building's top, it's empty eyes staring down at her. "[color=gold]Play?[/color]"